Представляем точный текст композиции "Fuck A Hook" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Royce Da 59 . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Fuck A Hook» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Royce Da 59 передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Royce Da 59 - "Fuck A Hook"
Lyrics to Fuck A Hook : [Royce Da 59"] DJs and MCs Comin up next is the incredible We takin it back to the beats and the RHYYYYYYYYYMES... 5-9 is BACK, about to make a nigga spin on his BACK Not on a cardboard, on the ground with people surroundin lookin down at him lookin astounded Ready to draw around him; an outline of his body in chalk form This nigga here let the trigger talk for him His niggazll bark for him, for real, his hearts warm So youve been warned (GO GO GO GO GO GO GO GO GO GO..) I dont even need to be drunk forever, the liquor is rootin me on I turn tables fast as Jam Master Jay do Im N.W.A., I choke hoes like Dre Poke holes in the pavement, throw foes in the grave If you could choose between a broke nose or the A.K. I make movies like Cube cept I use hammers YEP! I shoot but I dont do it with cameras NOPE! So you can call me Malcolm You can all witness what I be doin to all of these rappers (yes!) Witchall sloppy tactics; dont try to copycat me if you aint tryna box me back And watch your back, dont take another look into the eyes of a nigga thats willin to ride til he blind (Fuck a hook.. fuck a hook) Chk-chk-chk, Royce.. 5.. 9.. (hes baaaaack) Yeah, and its on (Fuck a hook.. fuck a hook.. fuck a hook) Chk-chka-chka-chka, I will rhyme all day YES! Ill show you the back of your brain Slap you with the back of the gun Clap you when the rappin is done I aim to hit, I pack macs, accurate ones Change the clip, I send rappers back where they from Changin fast, the game I ask is not a sport Im tired of bein a fuckin day late and a dollar short And Im back! All of you rap niggaz hide your mics Im ridin, dyin, and I aint flyin by on them bikes Im walkin, talkin, you eye me you dyin tonight This iron is showin you the shine designed by Christ And I, am the head reaper about the sick shit You about to see dead people without the "Sixth Sense" And yeah, takin food off my mothers tablell get you killed regardless, like my brothers label My heart and arteries a part of me, thatll test the truest We can do it, put your vest into it, yeah (Fuck a hook.. fuck a hook.. fuck a hook) Chka-chka-chk, you dont wanna play with him today Yea - NO! Yeah, hardcore! Rhymes galore! OHH! Givin you what you need Like I told you BEFOOOOOOOOOOORE.. Yeah, the rap game is DEAD, Im bout to breathe life in it Bring it back to when niggaz was cypherin Yeah, back in the DAY, when nobody needed radio play I was straight long as my radio played tapes And this went on before all of them pay dates We was backflippin and windmillin to save face These days, well give you the mac so stay in your place I hope before you lay on your back, you sayin your grace (pray!) These new cats that rap to me they groupies You never see em in Max Julius or them Guccis Or they woulda got robbed for them Diadores or the Gazelles, we the store, we take, we sell your items we took, have you goin to tell We crooks, we either goin pro or goin to jail I know Ima spare - many lifes This rap shit is comin with ME, cause dont nobody know how to share (Fuck a hook.. fuck a hook.. fuck a hook) Chka-chka... ("Get in your mind, get in your mind Get in your mind all day!!") [ Fuck A Hook Lyrics ]
Содержание трека помогает не только запомнить любимые строки, но и ощутить связь с Royce Da 59. Возможно, вы заметите, как лирика «Fuck A Hook» перекликается с вашим опытом, или найдёте ответы на давние вопросы. Эта страница создана для ценителей музыки: здесь вы сохраните текст для личного использования, поделитесь им с друзьями или используете в творчестве. Погружайтесь в мир слов композиции «Fuck A Hook» — каждая строчка здесь обретает новый смысл.